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[condolengasrice]

I just woke up from the strangest dream. Everyone I've ever met in my life was in it. It was all in the Bowie theatre. It was some sort of talent show. There were some really talented acts. Steam Train played a song that included Matt Lucca with a lightsaber. I did some jokes, and got to play bongos for Alarix. There was dancing, there was laughing

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[anonymous]

bob is god.

[sir_becky]

I like your take on this.

[stainedclass]

Here's a little postgame analysis.

I was sitting there, mentally crossing the acts off the program as they performed. I was reciting my own introduction for the band from my seat while Miranda shouted "Who's Bob Peck?" into my ear. Quite loudly and equally annoyingly.

As the curtain came up I quickly placed the program on my lap as to cover the rapidly developing urine spot on my trousersfront. The questions raced all too quickly into my mind.

"What song will they perform?"
"Why does Paul remind me of a Ninja Turtle?"
"What does B. Peck have nesting in his pants?"

It was a trap. A sensory overloading mind trap. Colors whizzed through my head, and a thought did too.

It struck me as peculiar that there were only seven handsome men on stage. Something was missing. As it hit me, I began to hyperventilate with excitement over the question of how one Mr. Lucca was going to be worked into the act.

And then he entered stage right with a lightsaber and I screamed.

Wow. Just wow.

[thesexyearedgod]

You are the man Bob Peck. The. Man. Of this there is no question. You have achieved what so many long for in life and ultimately ascended into a higher plane of being. For this, I offer my brotherhood. Of soul...

[stevethesailor]

while your username is full of inaccuracy, so much so that the entire joke is lost, i am still glad you decided to share more of your life with me...love